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Beast Mom Public Service Announcement #602

I own a shredder. The Executive Machines EPS-611X model to be exact. On the front of my cross-cutting, 6-sheet-at-a-time shredding machine is this claim: “Shreds staples and credit cards”.

The part about the credit cards is untrue.

Tonight I was throwing away my shredded jumble by hand (reaching in and grabbing clumps of paper to bag it for disposal), when I felt something jagged. It was an old credit card I thought I’d shredded – you know – to protect against ID theft. Lo and behold, the card was just mangled, not at all shredded. It was like the machine grabbed it and just stamped stripes all over it, leaving the credit card number perfectly intact and legible.

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